He was always good at everything. Especially falling.

Can't you ask why?

He nods his head. And sits. Like a frog.

Smile. You only live this life once.

Temporarily, like glass, he speaks.

Frowns. And cries.

Don't be afraid of clowns.

Smile. Laugh for you fear.

Do you know what the night says?

She speaks with ears wide open.

Shut your fingers here. They have no use.

Smile. You know.

Our sister Mary. Mother may I?

He shakes his head. And stands. Leaves me.

Smile. It wasn't meant to be. Not like this.